Spring roll

So spring is here. I'm not the most keen on spring, all dirty and such, still kinda cold and the plants are all still bare. But it does have its advantages. For instance, now I can resume biking routinely. The cold gave me troubles with my brakes, gears and lock making it relatively dangerous to bike. I mean, I'm happy to bike to school on the ice when I have brakes, or bike with no brakes if it's clean and dry, but with no brakes on the ice and snow (not to mention the hills) it's just suicide.
So now I can sit around and contemplate the best route to school. The blue one is obviously the most direct, but it requires some passages on grass and some serious ups and downs. Green is longer, but all smooth and nice, and I can go really fast. The red line is my winter walking route, and I like it because it has a striking vista, and it's pretty direct too.
School to route best the contemplate.

Super slide

So today as I walked to school, there were many quite glossy surfaces of ice, seeing as yesterday and the day before were pretty warm, and all melty and such. Usually when encountered with such wonderful patches of ice, I run to gather up some speed and try to slide as far as possible. I saw a lady walking quite precariously on a snowbank just to avoid the ice, and thought: 'that's no fun'. Then I was thinking, generally, I don't see many people who run and slide on my walking commute to school. I suppose I can't blame them. Admittedly, when I fall down on occasion it's not so pleasant.

I reckon

mom: ...and once a week the iceman....
john lennon: cometh?
mom: ....came and brought a big block of ice this big (some hand gestures) and put it in the top of the icebox.
john lennon: did you get that?
rob: ha yeah.
mom: what?
john lennon: the iceman cometh. you left a big pause after iceman.
rob: hey.. was I Icebox or was dave?
john lennon: Dave was. You were Bigtime
rob: oh yeah. ha ha.. we should record this conversation for posterity.